The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

his position was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and

Samuel to

50 days ago, his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor

head bled again, and his body hurt so bad that he could not

at John and sneered, “Breaking my arm and leg? If the patrol team sees it, your sect contribution

those words, but Sandra repeated it

Sandra was afraid, and he showed a

“Don’t worry about it.

and fights that hurt other disciples of the same sect will at most only deduct five

someone

and after

quietly remembered

it seems that you’re not

the case, don’t blame me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength of a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control

swiftly appeared in front of Albert, and he showed

arrived, the next palm followed immediately

stars falling after one

air appeared to have

Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength was

have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John, he

Sandra snorted loudly, and his eyes were cold as he used the Ursa

Sandra’s

he showcased it, his footwork had a sense of indescribable elegance

a few square meters, the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be

John’s expressions instantly changed.

saw such an agile movement like Sandra’s, nor had he

he had already attacked,

out dozens of palms which immediately caught up with the first

strength of more than dozens of palms condensed into

Bang!

muffled explosion, and visible airwaves were formed, rushing

as he did not manage to

he slapped the

Sandra that John struck, his figure swayed slightly,

It was a phantom!

time, he

we’re out of the sect, you’ll

laughter made John’s scalp tingle, and every hair on him was standing on

he wanted to turn around, John was already swept into a